Jerome K. Jerome

Name: The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl
Author: Jerome K. Jerome

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“The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl”, is a work by Jerome K. Jerome. It explores elements such as Ulrich, the Herr Pfarrer and Muhlde.

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ The Herr Pfarrer had gone forward on his melancholy mission to prepare the people for their doom.
Ulrich stood alone, looking down upon Alt Waldnitz bathed in moonlight. And there came to him the words of the old pastor: "She will be dearer to you than yourself. For her you would lay down your life." And Ulrich knew that his love was the village of Alt Waldnitz, where dwelt his people, the old and wrinkled, the laughing "little ones," where dwelt the helpless dumb things with their deep pathetic eyes, where the bees hummed drowsily, and the thousand tiny creatures of the day. ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ You love one; she is the only woman in the world for you."
"But you, yourself, Herr Pastor, you have twice been married," suggested the puzzled wheelwright.
"But one at a time, Ulrich—one at a time. That is a very different thing."
Why should it not come to him, alone among men? Surely it was a beautiful thing, this love; a thing worthy of a man, without which a man was but a useless devourer of food, cumbering the earth.
So Ulrich pondered, pausing from his work one drowsy summer's afternoon, listening to the low song of the waters. How well he knew the winding Muhlde's merry voice. ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ The Herr Pfarrer was on his way back from the camp where he had been to plead for mercy, but it had been in vain.
"Such are foul deeds!" said Ulrich.
"The people are mad with hatred of the French," answered the Herr Pastor. "It may be one, it may be a dozen who have taken vengeance into their own hands. May God forgive them."
"They will not come forward—not to save the village?"
"Can you expect it of them! There is no hope for us; the village will burn as a hundred others have burned." ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ Ulrich did not return to Alt Waldnitz, that lies hidden in the forest beside the murmuring Muhlde. They would think he had gone to the war; he would let them think so. He was too great a coward to go back to them and tell them that he no longer wanted to fight; that the sound of the drum brought to him only the thought of trampled grass where dead men lay with curses in their eyes. ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ The good God has given to you ample means. It is not right that you should lead this lonely life. Bachelors make old maids; things of no use."
"That is so," Ulrich agreed. "I have often said the same unto myself. It would be pleasant to feel one was not working merely for oneself."
"Elsa, now," went on the Herr Pfarrer, "she is a good child, pious and economical. The price of such is above rubies."
Ulrich's face lightened with a pleasant smile. "Aye, Elsa is a good girl," he answered. "Her little hands—have you ever noticed them, Herr Pastor—so soft and dimpled." ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ THE LOVE OF ULRICH NEBENDAHL
Perhaps of all, it troubled most the Herr Pfarrer. Was he not the father of the village? And as such did it not fall to him to see his children marry well and suitably? marry in any case. It was the duty of every worthy citizen to keep alive throughout the ages the sacred hearth fire, to rear up sturdy lads and honest lassies that would serve God, and the Fatherland. A true son of Saxon soil was the Herr Pastor Winckelmann—kindly, simple, sentimental. ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ How sweet it had been to watch her ox-like eyes shyly seeking his, to press her dimpled hand and feel his own great strength. Surely he loved her better than he did himself. There could be no doubt of it. ”

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Jerome K. Jerome, The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl

“ This time it was Ulrich who, laying aside his pipe, rested his great arms upon the wooden table.
"Now, how does a man know when he is in love?" asked Ulrich of the Pastor who, having been married twice, should surely be experienced upon the point. "How should he be sure that it is this woman and no other to whom his heart has gone out?"
A commonplace-looking man was the Herr Pastor, short and fat and bald. ”

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